daybreakacademy | When You Made Wishes: start! (player plot)

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When You Made Wishes: start! (player plot)

Imagine Wist's surprise when April rolled around and their plan for a great prank was foiled on account of all those students just...leaving??? Truly, they have become the April fool... It's what they wanted, of course -- for the pitiful humans to find freedom -- and sure there are some stragglers around, but...in the end, they decide to take the win and enjoy a short break of their own. Good thing, too, or they might have pulled out all their hair in frustration when Spring Break comes to an end and the swarm of students and faculty willingly return to their prison.

While settling back into the academy and resigning themselves to a routine, the people of Daybreak will be soothed by a gentle tune rising up from the forest. It isn't a song they've heard before, and yet, somehow...it's nostalgic, isn't it? The soft notes of the pan flute stir up something in their hearts, tugging at old memories and drawing forth a feeling of dissatisfaction and longing out from under them. Let the song lull them into taking a moment to withdraw from the hustle and bustle -- hey, turns out they sort of need it. Maybe they're coming down with a cold, or just some quick little bug...
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>> user M3G4M4G1CH4XX posted on April 6th, 2019:
Why did you come back? You don't have to live like this.

Weren't things better back then? Try to remember what it used to be like.
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The odd message from an iris account that doesn't exist isn't up for long before the spell kicks into the next phase. However they manifest and from when differs from person to person, but those affected will all have the bizarre experience of watching some ghost of themselves from their past be born from their soul's memory. Don't think there are those that can escape this fate just by returning at a later time, either -- Wist can keep up this panpipe nonsense all day, every day if they have to. If that what it takes to get their point across...

Good luck trying to comprehend whatever point that may be, because now Daybreak is the new home to a bunch of familiar-looking rugrats and has to contend with whatever complications they may bring along with them.
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[For more information on this plot, please see this ooc infopost!]

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[This will be ironic to him later, that he picked up Kano's habit to use on... himself.

Still, he smiles, shoulders easing.] Can you tell me your name?

[ He really doesn't want to, because what's the point of telling his name to a stranger? If he's lucky, Yuya will just forget about it before the hour is over; if he's unlucky... paranoid thoughts can supply him with all sorts of reasons why telling you name to a stranger is a bad idea.

He ducks his head and frowns into his shoulder, worrying at his bottom lip. Maybe if he tells Yuya his name, he'll be more willing to let him outside. ]

...It's Shuuya. [ he mumbles, voice low in hopes that Yuya doesn't catch that and just says never mind. ]

Shuuya... [Kano really never uses his first name, so even though Yuya knows it from his Iris profile, it isn't the first thought that comes to mind.]

Haha, our names sound kind of similar, don't--[But it is the second thought.] They?

[Haha. What the fuck.

Yuya, to his credit, doesn't loose that smile while his brain proceeds to work itself into knots trying to figure this out. That would explain why there was something so familiar with his face, just aged down. But he didn't seem to recognize Yuya, so Yuya can't ask for confirmation because what if that freaks him out, someone knowing his last name?? No, he's just going to have to keep playing along and look for the clues himself.

He starts as he shakes himself from his thoughts, rubbing the back of his neck.] Okay, Shuuya. You know why it's a bad idea to be sprinting around when you're really hurt, right? You'll make it worse, and it'll take longer to heal.

[ Their names do sound similar, but instead of finding that amusing, Shuuya just gives him the dead eye.

No matter how similar he looks to the grown up Kano, the boy here seems so at ends to him, narrowed eyes and a scowl on his face that worsens when Yuya talks to him like the little kid that he is. Talking to him like he's dumb, after he did a dumb thing. Yeah, yeah, he's stupid, he looks it and acts like it and no wonder this stranger can pick up on it and act accordingly. ]

I know. [ he mumbles, voice small and quiet ] I'll go find somewhere out of the way to sit.

[All children are dumb, it's a fact of life.

Yuya rests his arms on his legs. He knows he means somewhere not here, but given his panic...]

Okay. But if I'm going to convince them it's okay for you to leave, there's going to have to be trust both ways. Can we trust you not to run off on your own? I can come with you, or I can find someone else.

[ But you still don't say it to their faces!!

Despite his earlier panic, getting to talk and engage in a conversation has calmed Shuuya down somewhat. He still wants to get away from this situation as soon as possible, but he can also be cooperative... or appear to be.

He gives Yuya this smile, and nods. Think about who you're dealing with, Yuya, and ask yourself if you trust him. ]

[Tragically, Yuya trusts older Kano. The only reason he's slightly antsier with a smaller version is because he's acting like a cornered animal.]

Okay. Wait here, I'll be right back. [Yuya straightens up and steps aside. Not at all out of view, but to the side to talk to one of the nurses.

The nurse is eyeing Kano critically from over Yuya's shoulder, while he tries to convince her to release Kano on the promise that Yuya will look after him, and make sure he rests.]

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[ If there's one thing he prides himself in, it's being quiet, the ability to make himself small and unnoticed and unimportant. Shuuya doesn't even look around to make sure the coast is clear; the moment Yuya gets far enough away from the door that he can't immediately slam it in Shuuya's face, he moves towards it and slips outside.

Good bye. ]

[Which makes Yuya's pleas sound empty, and the nurse points out to hin that Kano's walking right out, so how sre they going to trust Yuya to keep an eye on--]--Shuuya!

[Yuya doesn't even finish listening before he snaps around and dashes for the door to follow him right out.]

[ Even if he wanted to, he doesn't get very far. Just outside the door, he'd gone and sat down with his back pressed against the wall and knees drawn up to his chest to make himself look small, staring up at Yuya as the other boy bolts out of the door and would maybe miss him if he keeps running instead of stopping and taking a look around.

One can hope. ]

[The only thing that stops Yuya from bolting down the hall is he doesn't know which direction he ran. He couldn't be that fast, could he? But he doesn't know when Kano's illusion powers came about. What if he's hiding, or...]

K--Shuuya! [There's clear panic etched on his face as he looks around, spinning on his heels to check up and... down.]

Oh. [His shoulders slump immediately.] You're right there.

[ It's really too bad that Yuya didn't just run off and leave him alone, even if the plan with well up until halfway and Shuuya almost finds that amusing. In the end, he glances up to meet Yuya's eyes, and then back down again to the ground, pulling his knees a little closer to himself.

Is this okay? is the silent question that floats around, is him sitting here okay, where it's by the infirmary but not inside of it, without four walls all around making him feel like he's trapped, without so many people and so much noise and movement that he can barely stand it. It's not like he can wander off too far, right? ]

[This is so stressful... maybe if Yuya had any siblings, or much younger friends, he'd have a better idea what to do.

No one else seems to be coming out of the infirmary, so for now Yuya just moves to put his back to the wall beside Kano and slides down to sit.]

Okay... let's start from the beginning. [Now that he's not (probably) dying.] Do you know where you are right now?

[ Shuuya glances over at Yuya, eyes widening in surprise when he chooses to sit next to him. ...He scoots over just a little bit, just so they're not sitting so close, but then keeps his gaze trained on Yuya's shoes, the closest thing to eye contact that he'll be getting at the moment.

If it's not a question directly about him and his well-being, he's a little less defense as a whole, shaking his head slowly because he knows heck all where he is and there's nothing he can gain from it by lying. ]

[Yuya rests his cheek on his hand.] You're at Daybreak Academy. It's a magic school in France. Do you--[His gaze flickers over Kano briefly.] Remember what was happening when you... found yourself here?

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[ Yuya gets a blank stare at the mention of schools and France, and something of doubt when he brings up something so obviously fake as magic.

But then he asks whether Shuuya remembers what happened when he found himself here and he's thrown back into the memory, of coming home and finding his mother on the ground and that man with the kitchen knife and there was so much blood and he couldn't do anything and

ughhhhh

He buries his face in his arms and nods. ]

... Do you want to talk about it? [Yuya knows Kano went through something horrible... probably a lot of horrible things when he was younger. But he didn't get the impression his mom had tried to kill him... of course, he could have also been very wrong.]

[ Perhaps predictably, Shuuya shakes his head, taking advantage of the movement to wipe his eyes on his sleeves and pretend he isn't crying.

No, he doesn't want to talk about it. Because having lived through it once was painful enough; why would he want to live through it a second time, especially when he doubts he'll be able to get the entire story out without breaking down and crying.

His mother... His mother is gone, she's dead, and without her, he doesn't know what to do. Having revolved his entire life around her, what is he supposed to do now? Cry. He hates himself for being so weak, that all he can do is cry, but once he starts he can't stop, sniffles turning into choked sobs, and then he starts to wail into his arms until his voice cracks. ]

[Yuya's not surprised by the answer. He reaches out with some hesitance when Kano starts to sob, aiming to put his arm very gently around his shoulders in comfort. It's a light enough gesture that it'd be easy to squirm out of, but... Yuya kind of hopes it helps more than that.

He stays silent, to give Kano the space to weep.]

[ It's a nice gesture, but one Shuuya takes entirely the wrong way, letting out a cry and wrenching himself out of the way the moment the weight of Yuya's arm falls on his shoulders. He looks up towards Yuya with wild, tearful eyes, expecting somebody else in his place, but it's just Yuya, a stranger.

Stupid, why is he crying in front of a stranger, making him worry and he definitely would feel awkward about a kid crying in front of him.

Furiously scrubbing his sleeve over his face, Shuuya stands back up and shakes his head. He's not going to cry. Crying makes things worse; he won't do it in front of other people. Come on, Shuuya. Smile, smile... ]

'm okay now, so... You don't have to stay.

[Yuya jerks his arm back immediately, staring back at Kano with wide eyes. It's a moment, in the silence, before he remembers the blood, the broken glass, how the hollow of his mother slapped him before he threw them in the river...

Yuya lowers his hand, letting it rest on the ground between them. His heart still hurts for Kano to be like this, terrified and hurt and still desperately trying to seem fine. He'll isolate himself in that kind of nervousness, won't he?

He leans over a little, and pulls up a soft smile as his expression eases.] And you don't have to say you're okay when you're not. Nobody would be right after something like that.

[ Is it okay not to be okay... That's wrong, isn't it? All his life, as short as it is, he's had to be okay. To pretend to be okay, or else people would talk and ask questions and get all up in his business when he doesn't want them to meddle.

He has to be okay, because there is no other choice but to get back up and keep moving. ]

...I'm okay.

[ He insists again, but his voice is quiet, the clear tell of a lie that Kano had since learned to mask by casting an illusion over his own voice to make it bright and cheerful and nothing like the quiet hesitance he had as a child. ]

You'll be okay. [In the future, when the wounds have a chance to scar over. Not now, when the illusion is too fragile to fool even Yuya. But he at least believes things do get better for Kano with time.]

I know I don't need to stay with you, but I'm happy to if you want me to. If you promise to be careful about your injury, I can take you somewhere else.

[ In the future, Kano gets real good at hiding and lying, a master in deceit and redirection and never coming to terms with any of this, but maybe knowing there were somebody when he was younger, telling him that things will get better and that he'll be okay, maybe that would have helped.

But right now, Shuuya looks doubtful over how Yuya can say such a thing with such certainty, and it just sounds like a lie to his ears, something adults say to soothe things over and move the conversation along. And he almost buys into it, wanting to know where this somewhere else is, that Yuya is thinking of taking him.

But... it's alright, isn't it? He can always turn around and leave if he doesn't like where they're going or what they're doing, so he nods and tries to put a smile on his face and he takes a limping step forward, because his ankle's been set and wrapped but it's still sprained and he should probably not be walking around much on it. ]

[Yuya figures that much, having been through a similar experience of being bed-bound in a hospital where he could hardly move. It's honestly the worst.

He pulls away from the wall, putting space as he crouches by Kano and holds his hands back behind him.] Here, I can carry you on my back so you don't hurt your leg. Uh... do you mind if we take a detour to my room, first? I need to change shirts.

[Given the current one is blatantly stained with blood, and he probably shouldn't be walking around with it either. Really, Kano needs a change of clothes himself but he doesn't know where to get something that'll fit him.]

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